Pictures from my life. Mouth of madness.
I was talking to a friend a night or two ago about money. I've had years where I've blown a quarter million dollars on nothing, and I've had years where I've been lucky to be able to afford food — thank god for having friends to crash with — I think now I have a happy medium… and you know what? Money means nothing. Don't fight for it; don't fight over it — it's just not worth it. Sure, it's nice and all, but it won't bring you anything of real value.
Happiness comes from your senses, not your wallet.
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